Shen Sui subconsciously covered Shen Xinglan's mouth. She felt many eyes in the hall falling on her and Shen Xinglan.
"I'm... sorry, Uncle Xuansheng, my brother was too excited." Shen Sui's mind raced as he came up with an excuse. "I didn't mean to interrupt Uncle Xuansheng."
Shen Xinglan's mouth was tightly covered by Shen Sui, and he could only make a few grunts, and it was unclear whether he agreed or resisted.
Xuansheng: "..."
I don't think Shen Xinglan did it on purpose.
Xuansheng continued expressionlessly, "Similarly, the leader and deputy leader will each lead a team of inner disciples. Finally, for this Xuantian Sect journey to the secret realm, the two Peak Masters, Xuanguang and Xuanchen, and the five elders will be responsible for the safety of all disciples. Does anyone have any objections?"
The hall was silent, and no one raised any objections, except Shen Xinglan, who kept trying to open his mouth but was covered by Shen Sui.
"Since there are no objections," Xuansheng skillfully ignored Shen Xinglan, then turned to look at Xuandao, "Master, the preparations are basically complete."
Xuan Dao nodded and said, "Then all disciples, please withdraw. We will pack up and set off at dawn tomorrow. The personal instructor will stay behind."
The inner disciples retreated from the main hall like a tide. Shen Xinglan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He questioned the girl lying on his back: "Chen Sui, do you want to kill me?"
Chen Sui was about to say that it was not true, but Xie Wanyu coughed, so Chen Sui and Shen Xinglan looked up at the same time and met the gazes of everyone in the hall.
Chen Sui: “…”
Shen Xinglan: "..."
"Chen Sui probably can't lead a team alone yet," Xuan Dao said with a pleasant face, "After all, you've just joined. You can choose any team you want."
Shen Sui subconsciously said: "I'm with my senior brother."
Shen Xinglan subconsciously replied, "Okay."
Xuan Dao: "..."
What a bullshit! If you two team up together, then you're not going to kill spirit beasts, you're going to be killed by spirit beasts, right?
"Master, I also want to follow my senior brother." At this time, among the disciples, a very beautiful girl curled her lips and spoke out.
Shen Sui recognized her as Mo Yanlin's junior sister.
Xuan Dao frowned: "Xianxian, why are you joining in the fun?"
Ning Ruoxian's eyes turned red as a little rabbit when she heard this, and her tone became pitiful: "But Master, this is also my first time entering the secret realm. I'm scared, and I want my senior brother to protect me."
Xuan Dao: "..."
Xuan Dao had never been able to resist his youngest disciple. He could only cough lightly and look around at the other people in the hall.
"What about you? I know there are so many inner disciples here that I don't dare to express some of my thoughts. If there are any disciples who have similar opinions to mine, please raise your hands."
After coming out of the main hall, Shen Sui asked Shen Xinglan curiously: "Senior Brother, do you know Senior Brother Mo's junior sister?"
Shen Xinglan was yawning. "You mean Ning Ruoxian? I've never met her, but my feelings about her... well, it's hard to put into words."
"She has a destiny that doesn't belong to her." Xie Wanyu said lightly.
"Luck?" Chen Sui was a little confused.
"Every cultivator has his or her own destiny. People with great destiny may drink water from an ancient spiritual spring, or pick up an ancient secret book while walking on the road." Shen Xinglan explained to Chen Sui with a smile.
Chen Sui nodded: "But Senior Sister said that Ning Ruoxian has a destiny that doesn't belong to her. What does that mean?"
Shen Xinglan's eyes showed a hint of disgust: "Maybe it's because he took away someone else's luck, hmm."
Chen Sui was shocked: "Will the person whose luck is taken away die?"
Shen Xinglan shook his head: "That won't happen, but I'll never encounter anything good in my life, and I'll be constantly unlucky."
Xie Wanyu said in a deep voice: "Maybe I'm overthinking it. Maybe this is her chance. But if we meet in the secret realm later, try to stay away from her."
Shen Sui and Shen Xinglan agreed obediently.
Then Shen Sui said: "Senior Sister and Brother, let's go to the cafeteria first. I want to pack some steamed buns to eat in the secret realm."
Shen Xinglan was speechless: "No, I have a fasting pill. Why do you like eating steamed buns so much?"
Chen Sui said solemnly: "You don't understand. When you reach my age, you will understand the charm of steamed buns."
Shen Xinglan: “???”
For the first time, Xie Wanyu's face showed an expression other than indifference. She looked at Chen Sui in astonishment: "You, you...can swallow the steamed buns from the cafeteria?!"
It was the first time that Shen Sui saw Xie Wanyu's emotions fluctuate. She immediately smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes, Senior Sister, I think the steamed buns are delicious."
"Senior sister, you don't know her best record. She ate seven steamed buns in one breath in the cafeteria, and still felt unsatisfied." Shen Xinglan couldn't help but complain.
Xie Wanyu was silent.
"Oh, Senior Sister," Shen Sui suddenly remembered something very important, "Can I have a sword now?"
She had been thinking about this matter all the time. Before Xuanqing left, he had promised to give her a sword that could wield a sword, but until now when the secret realm was about to open, no one knew where Xuanqing had gone to in the Zihui Realm.
She also asked Shen Xinglan, and Shen Xinglan said to wait until the senior sister came out and ask her. She had been looking forward to Xie Wanyu coming out of seclusion.
He had forgotten about this matter for a moment because of the urgent call from the headmaster, but after relaxing, Shen Sui immediately thought of this important matter.
Xie Wanyu pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll take you to the Sword Tomb later."
Shen Sui nodded excitedly.
After Shen Sui packed a lot of steamed buns in the Xuantian Sect cafeteria, the three of them walked towards the sword tomb.
"Chen Sui, what kind of good sword do you want?" Shen Xinglan asked curiously.
Chen Sui said without hesitation: "I can control the sword."
Shen Xinglan: "...What a fine sword."
Xie Wanyu said calmly, "Controlling the sword is just the basics. A truly good sword can be both hard and soft, or have a chilling gleam, be invincible, or have intricate patterns. What's more important is whether that good sword will choose you."
This was the first time Shen Sui had heard Xie Wanyu speak at such length. She listened very carefully, but after she finished, she sighed: "I understand what you mean, Senior Sister. If I like it, but it doesn't choose me... then it's nothing."
Seeing Chen Sui getting depressed, Xie Wanyu was at a loss for a moment. She was not good at comforting people, so she could only say in a dry tone: "Don't worry, little sister. There will definitely be a sword that chooses you."
Shen Sui nodded.
Shen Xinglan began to sing a little tune, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked very happy. Shen Sui looked at him and suddenly said, "Senior Sister has the Dragon Roar Sword, does Senior Brother have a sword?"
Hearing this, Shen Xinglan lazily raised his eyelids and said, "As a genius swordsman, of course I have a sword in my hand."
As soon as he finished speaking, a golden sword appeared in Shen Xinglan's hand, and it was so bright that it almost blinded Shen Sui's eyes.
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